Marie Bing Wang

World things are causal, not knowing which people live. One day the truth vast expanse of whiteness is back.

Sun northern mainland in one country, Tetsuo country. Tetsuo north of the country is extremely cold mountains east of the west, Yulong Mountains. The middle

is the snow soaked grassland.

Yulong Mountains of southern Baekdusan no high, just a few hundred meters of the mountain, shed on the snow from the snow-capped mountains, winding among the

mountains turn nourishing a mountain.

Ring in a river on the package Shanwa so a small village, lying dream incense. Village just a few hundred people living in this jagged Shanwa above.

Front of the village is the river, the village is the mountain. To the mountains and water is a good place to hold. Most of the village named director. There

is a person who lives in the highest office in the village, the owner called the Dong Shi, his wife's rise. Knees with two sons, the eldest son called Tim

Dong, two sons called Dong Yuan. Home to a few acres of Susukida, fallow when the mountains to hunt, digging points herbs, mining point of sundries. Is just

the day to food and clothing.

This year, rose's and pregnant. Pregnant woman be born. In June this year, the hottest period or more than's Duteng, midwife is busy round and round, from

noon until dusk approaching, the baby is fall to earth. At that time the villagers saw a faint colorful Guanghua heaven, not into the Dong stone home. Babies

were born. Midwife good news is a boy or a slight loss's mind, the want a girl. However, Dong did grin stone immediately to the midwife on the sugar side

eggs. Went to the back room to see mother and son, a time excited.

Within a short time, the village uncles brothers Qigu eight aunt came to congratulate, Dong Shi and immediately pouring men and women down sugar. Women have

to look at the baby in between, the men in a chat up, few people talk about heaven to colorful Guanghua Dong stone home, listening to the elated Dong Shi, a

chin to waist. Dong Hao asked patriarch may have named the baby, Dong Shi said it has not yet named, so he asked the patriarch is to know the children named,

because the patriarch is read old books a few years, so he yielded to the patriarch named. Dong Hao hand twist goatee, thought a moment and said: "Since

heaven colorful brilliance, this child will be honored, and for your people to and as yet. That the child who is still called Dong and small print it."

"Dong and Dong people still good!" We all had no comment, the Board thanked the patriarch stone, we all got up to leave.

Dong and five on the private school, literate because of the relationship between the colorful Guanghua Dong Shi Dong and bent to succeed. Take a an official

post, good family line, the group, but so. However, Dong and had a habit of listening to old ghost story about the gods.

Village Center has a director Ancestral Temple, a small shrine in front of the square, where is the village's recreation center, dinner, the villagers have

to hand jobs to the square, sit around the edge of the bluestone, or sitting or standing, drink and chat, sometimes children are not their own meal, chosen

to eat the other home, the meal will provoke parents scold. So eat sound, voice chat, voice scold the child, the child's cry for a sound. A message is a meal

of work the whole village knew.

Occasionally there are leisure travel to the village side of the rapper, the patriarch will then bring people to each receive a three fifty copper cash. Let

some rap artists in the square, which is the only village in the understanding of the outside window. When is the moment when the director and leave, and

field a dozen naked children, adults are sitting on the arms, there stood, and walked there not honest, and will provoke a burst of elders scold. There bare

ass climb on the stone taken away by adults fell asleep, and this large group of naked the only one egg is not due to sleeping child by adults and taken away

the only director. Dong and seems to play in those fairy mood-elevating, sword swallowing spit fire, live forever. Extremely envious. Never tired.Piano,

after a night of rest, and finally eliminate fatigue, should rise from the ashes of Felix as a comeback. Well, although this is not're wrong, but do not

trouble you with such a tone of command I am old.

In keeping with the piano, and more afraid of the mountain for nearly an hour, we came to a village. I was just wondering not trying to express here by kind

of heaven, but a huge piece of the village sign on the door will be completely broke my fantasy. Nearly ten meters high in the village gate, stands

impressively with a plaque, a letter to the three characters: angels world!

"Finally arrived! Into!"

This time I do not know how Tucao up. What is this! How is it! Exclamatory like to express my kind of pace has been completely deceived the young innocent.

Not out of the three steps in the door, a sign once again betrayed my imagination. Letter: Welcome to the Angel world tour destination.

"This is how is it?" I can not help but still ask such a question.

"Even if an angel is to survive, ah, oh the idea to promote tourism is earned." Even if you use such a cheerful voice to answer to Lolita, and I will never

accept!

"Ma Ma, in short, after the village and then take you to lie, in short, to see what angels long before it."

"Archangel?"

"Well, ah is the leader of a family of angels!"

Houhou, must be a pretty amazing figure ah. I arranged to each other in the mind without a role.

Take the lead in front of the piano, I also follow closely behind. Come in only to find that the village is not generally a big ah, probably the same village

of Konoha, and the size of it. The highest in the village is probably the largest building that the location of the archangel it. Qin's footsteps also

clearly point to this direction. I can understand it as Naruto Heya it?

Slowly, more and more closer to Naruto Heya, no, the Archangel Heya. The world total has those things to see in the vicinity in order to understand its grand

ah, standing under Angel Heya I am well aware of this point. Gothic marble building in the sun, emitting a miracle of light. Appearance to the church, but

there is no sense of sense of dignity. It makes me long for the Angels became interested. Live in this building where people look like people?

Piano in front of the open, we slowly entered the Angel Heya (tentatively named)

If you been to the Parthenon, it should be able to understand my present mood. Along the way, some nameless old man old woman stopped to watch a cage like an

animal is generally uncomfortable to cast my eyes, these guys are also angels? Nothing like ah!

Apart from a few old guys that no matter, we walked into a very spacious room. To say how much, I think we can and A Dream of the pockets of some four

million a fight.